Would you wake up if I told you I would be gone before the rise of the sun? It had been several months of sleepwalking into the numbers – flights of time without knowing what were the happenstances of the day. Latched hands for the edited image and forgotten special dates for the raw file. Spiraling down into the void, I still tried to kiss you.
But you were just tired as your heart grew apart from my old and lingering devotion.
I had no idea why.
And today I just vacated the left space of the bed.
Were you smiling?
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